I don't know what the New York Press is, though I'm guessing it originates there and involves one, but that's not going to keep me applauding their 50 Most Hated New Yorkers piece. Granted, I didn't read much of it, but in entries 38 and 20 fuck if they don't echo the sentiments you, my rabid, rimming fans, have been subjected to here many times.

I've reprinted those entries below without permission, so go out and buy this New York Press. Or if it's free, hire a whore out of the back or whatever.

38. Nick Denton
Publisher, Gawker Media
Though far from a pioneer, Franken-headed Gawker Media emperor Nick Denton takes partial blame for the dubious distinction of introducing the word "blog" to grandmothers in Dubuque. Denton single-handedly sandbagged and snarked his way to a post-crash brand of media-mogul-dom through his ubiquitous cultural blogs--Gawker.com, Fleshbot.com, Wonkette.com--while letting his lowly writer drones peck away all day for Birkenau pay rates. Though the situation has improved, original Gawker girl Elizabeth Spiers famously made $1000 a month building Denton's flagship. Denton has been secretive about the income he made off of his blogger slaves; writers and editors looking for stories about his alleged riches are, he says, "obsessed, and disoriented: nostalgic, cynical and now, with the revival of independent web media, daring to dream again." But based on his beef with designer Noel Jackson--Denton allegedly took code from the kid, used it on his Gizmodo and Gawker sites, then failed to pay for it—we're sure Denton's smart and calculating enough to come out of this blogger mini-boom with full pockets--and zero friends

20. Sarah Lewitinn (aka Ultragrrrl)
Socialite, Blogger
Would some thin-wristed shoe-gazing bass player please hurry up and fuck this girl? Once confined to her ultra-vapid sycophantic hipster blog Ultragrrrl, Sarah Lewitinn has somehow parlayed her love for wimpy bands and kitsch into a career as a record promoter and talking head about--two guesses--wimpy bands and kitsch. Lewitinn's Spin column, "Making Out with Ultragrrrl," chronicled her giving numerous bands ego-handjobs back stage as she drunkenly hung on them, making funny rock-star poses. Spin came to its senses and killed the column, but Ultragrrl never went away--it keeps popping up in stories in the Voice and the Times about prom parties and DJ-spinning circle-jerk events. Take this Times quote about the weekly Misshapes party: "'Last week's was the best one ever,' said Sarah Lewitinn, 24, a writer for Spin who on a recent Saturday evening was wearing a vintage Joy Division T-shirt as a dress over slouchy black suede boots. 'I made out with three boys and one girl.'" We think we'll Ultrahurrrl.

Analogcabin @ 3:28 PM
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